My Love,
I have just received your letter on
my way out to the Barrister’s ball. Your brother has agreed to escort me this
evening in your absence—such a sweetheart. Dearest I am wholly sure that you
and I would have been the sweetest young lovers if we had crossed paths early
on. I would have stunned you with my impressive patchwork, keen ear for cello
and liquor tolerance. Oh, Ambrosia found a drawing of a nude woman under little
Seymour’s mattress when she was tending the beds today. I spoke to Seymour and
he apologized for illustrating such indecency (although it was rather
skillfully done and strikingly resembled Loretta.) I am glad that he is
pursuing his talents but I do wish he would take more interest in croquet and
hunting. Well darling, I must go—Benjamin acquired some France imported
Absinthe to commence the evening with! Play as rough on the field as you do in
our bed.
P.S. I've included the indecent drawing your son illustrated. It's very well done, don't you think?
Your
giddy darling,
Muffy
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